Book 4 of the Anything Goes Series
Publisher: Lynn LaFleur
Release Date: April 28, 2015 (ebook)
Genre: Contemporary Ménage (FFM), MF, and Older Woman/Younger Man
Length: Short Novel
Cover Design by: Lynn LaFleur
|Fantasies can come true, if two people truly believe.
Lisa Cline never planned to have sex with a stranger in an airport, but that’s what happens when she meets sexy Scottish businessman, Kade Wallace.
Kade can’t forget the interlude with Lisa and longs for more time with her. On business for his family’s whisky distillery, Kade switches schedules with his brother so he can pay a surprise visit to Lisa in Texas.
He gets the bigger surprise when she tells him she and her brother own Anything Goes, a sex club on the outskirts of Dallas, where a person can engage in any type of sex imaginable.
Intrigued at the thought of the club, Kade admits to Lisa that he’s fantasized about watching two women have sex. Lisa makes Kade’s fantasy come true. Now if only he will make hers come true…the fantasy of happily ever after with him.
(Although part of the Anything Goes series, it is not necessary to read the entire series to enjoy this book.)
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Lisa wondered if she’d lost her mind. She had no other explanation for agreeing to find an empty closet somewhere close by so she could have sex with a stranger. Even when she had sex at her club, she rarely chose someone she didn’t know. She usually stuck with an attendant or a long-time member.
Kade cupped her elbow in his palm. The simple touch of his hand sent desire coursing through her body. She couldn’t imagine how she would react when he kissed her.
Yes, she could. She’d melt into a puddle at his feet.
Since it had been a long time since she’d melted at a man’s feet, she looked forward to it.
He tugged her through a construction site not far from where they’d eaten breakfast. She hadn’t noticed it when she’d entered the coffee shop, but apparently Kade had. He led her around sawhorses and piles of lumber and tools she didn’t recognize until they reached a closed door that she assumed led to a supply closet. She grinned to herself at the cliché of having sex in a supply closet.
Complete darkness greeted her when she stepped inside. Kade had no sooner closed the door behind them than Lisa heard items hitting the floor. She found herself plastered against the door, then Kade cradled her face in his hands and kissed her. Except this couldn’t be called just a kiss. He coaxed, he teased, he worshipped. His lips moved over hers gently for a few moments before he deepened the kiss. His tongue swiped over her lips, asking for permission to go farther. Lisa gave it, parting her lips and meeting his tongue with her own.
He inhaled sharply. One hand continued to cradle her face while the other began a slow journey down her body. Lisa could only stand and accept whatever he did since she still held her cup of latte and jacket. Not that she objected to his touch. His hand swept down her side, her hip, her thigh, before making the return trip. He detoured, and covered her breast with his hand. A gentle squeeze made her moan.
“‘Tis nice,” he whispered against her lips.
“Nice” didn’t begin to describe how perfect it felt for his hand to caress her breast. Lisa absorbed all the sensations, yet wanted to return them to Kade. She wished she’d had the chance to empty her hands before he’d kissed her.
“I want to see you,” Kade said.
Turning on a light might draw attention to them. If the room even had a light. Lisa had no idea where they stood. “Use the flashlight on your cell phone.”
“Aye, good idea.”
She took a deep breath once Kade moved away from her. His kisses had left her lightheaded. That hadn’t happened in so long, she’d forgotten the incredible sensation of completely giving herself to a man, of letting him lead their lovemaking. Lisa had never been passive in bed, preferring to be the one in charge. She liked being on top, liked being in control of her own satisfaction. Being buried beneath a man didn’t let her touch herself, didn’t let her decide when she’d experience an orgasm, or how many she’d have.
Something about Kade smashed all her normal desires. She wanted to feel his weight on top of her. That hadn’t happened in a very long time.